It's Not Your Fault. But It Is Your Problem.

I teach something called radical responsibility. It is the thing that separates men who change from men who stay stuck. And it starts with understanding the difference between blame and ownership.

Blame says "this is my fault and I am terrible." Responsibility says "this is mine to own and I am going to handle it."

God told me I was my own worst nightmare. Not because everything was my fault. It was not. The pain was real. The circumstances were genuinely destructive. But I had spent years pointing at everyone else's issues while ignoring the one common denominator in every mess I was in. Me.

My son David, in the middle of Army boot camp, wrote nine words in a letter that sum up everything I teach about responsibility: "No one told me life was going to be fair, so I accept it." He is twenty-four. That sentence is more mature than most men twice his age.

If you are tired of being stuck in the same cycles and secretly suspect that part of the problem might be in the mirror, this episode is going to feel like a relief. Not a punishment. A relief.

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